Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 112

Leah looked up to find a man in a burgundy suit. He was clean-cut and had fair skin to match. He looked uneasy.

It’s just an attendant…

Leah offered him a kind smile. “No worries.” Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

The attendant blushed at the smile directed his way and stuttered, “Do you need help to get cleaned up? The wine got on you.”

Leah followed his gaze down to her skirt. Sure enough, the aqua-blue dress had been stained crimson by wine. It looked out of place.

She inwardly sighed.

She shouldn’t have come out today. Nothing was going her way.

“There’s no need. I’ll do it myself,” Leah rejected him with a smile. She thought of waiting for Serena to come back to return her bag so she could leave. She shouldn’t have been here in the first place.

She had returned to Linkville in secret. Two years may have passed since then but she did not want Han to recognize her and have further involvement in her life.

When the attendant heard that she was leaving, he panicked and scrambled to ask, “Did my recklessness displease you?”

Leah didn’t expect him to be such a difficult person.

Shouldn’t a normal person leave after being rejected?

“No.” She frowned. “It has nothing to do with you.”

The attendant seemed to want to say more, but Leah lost her patience with him when she noticed how he was going to keep pestering her. She sighed, grabbed her bag, and left.

You won’t leave me alone? Fine, I’ll go.

After Leah left, the waiter was summoned away.

The flowerbeds were then left void of a single soul.

Just then, a tall man stopped by that same flower bed.

His eyes skimmed over the ground as his brows knitted into a frown.

After thinking for a moment, the man squatted down and picked up a leopard print bikini from the ground.

The attendant had just returned from serving drinks to other guests and happened to witness the sight. The corner of his eye twitched as he approached the man apologetically.

“I’m sorry, sir. I believe that belongs to the woman who was just here.”

Han Howard paused to look at the brand-new bikini in his hand, then glanced at the embarrassed waiter before him and said, “Well, you should return this to her.”

The attendant was still an innocent male college student. This was also his first time working a part- time job at a place like this. How could he possibly touch such an intimate piece of clothing belonging to a woman?

He hurriedly waved him off and said in fear, “No, sir. You picked it up. It’s better if you returned it to her.”

Han scoffed.

He was rendered speechless.

He was now holding an intimate piece of clothing in his hand and living as if he were a pervert with some peculiar fetish.

He wanted nothing more than to toss it back down onto the floor.

The attendant started once more, “She hasn’t been gone for long. I’ll take you to her. She shouldn’t be too hard to find. She is, after all, the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met. She has this classic charm to her that makes her different from those around her.”

The attendant couldn’t help but explain with great vigor as Leah’s appearance came to mind.

Han felt vague anticipation in his heart as he listened to the man’s description of her.

That was what prompted him to curiously follow the attendant.

Han’s footsteps jerked to a halt as they rounded the flowerbed.

A cobblestoned path that ended at a restroom stood before him.

A woman in an aqua-blue bohemian dress was at the door leading to the restroom with her back to them. Her black hair draped over her shoulders. Anyone could tell from a distance that she gave off a sense of tranquility beyond her years.

The attendant smiled. “That’s her.”

Han, however, froze in place.

It wasn’t her silhouette that amazed him.

Her figure resembled someone he knew far too much.

A woman he kept close to his heart. A woman no one could find.

The person he dreamt of at night. The person he tried to forget and the one he also hated.

Han’s hands trembled.

He had imagined countless possibilities of how he would react if he were to meet her again one day.

But there was nothing he could say now that it had happened.

His feet remained firmly planted into the ground as he felt as though he were on the verge of drowning.

The attendant hesitated to step forward when he noticed Han’s disinclination to move.

That was when Serena came out of the restroom in a sexy bathing suit to see Leah waiting for her by the entrance.

“Sorry, darling. You must’ve waited long. My chest pads just didn’t want to work with me today. I…” Serena paused. Her eyes then lit up. “Guess who I just saw, darling?”

Leah couldn’t care less about who she saw. All she knew was that she wanted to use the restroom.

Leah immediately shoved her bag into Serena’s arms the moment she came outside. “I need to use the bathroom. Tell me about it later.” With that, she scrambled inside.

A flash of embarrassment crossed the attendant’s face as he looked back at Han after watching her flee into the restroom.

The man’s gaze grew progressively darker.

Just then, Serena approached Han.

She deliberately swayed her slender waist to show off her sensuous body and flashed a wink at Han.

“What a coincidence, handsome. We meet again. Do you think it’s fate that we’ve run into each other three times in a matter of days?” Serena teased.

Han shifted his attention to her face for a moment and asked placidly, “That woman. She’s your friend?”

Serena was stunned until she realized who he was talking about.

“Oh, you mean Cindy? What? Are you interested in her? You can’t blame me for not warning you. Cindy has a fiance. They’ve been together for years. You don’t have a chance,” Serena grinned.

“Cindy?” Han frowned.

“What? She may be Pasterian but her family is native to Melville. She came here to…” She paused for a moment to choke back the words that nearly came spilling out then smiled as she continued, “She’s here for her honeymoon with her lovely fiance.”

Han listened to her flirtatious words and caught the focus of her remark.

The woman was named Cindy. She had a fiance and was a Pasterian immigrant from Melville.

None of that information connected to Leah.

Perhaps… She just resembled her.

Han felt irritated.

He forgot about the leopard print bikini he had clutched in his hand and left.

Serena was puzzled by his exasperation.

After a while, Leah came out of the restroom.

“Guess who I ran into, darling?” Serena asked her the same question again.